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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
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story_codes: M/g(6), first, cons, incest

story_intro: After serving 25 years in prison, the last thing Reg wants to do is go back. But when he moves in with his estranged daughter as part of his parole conditions, he finds temptation in the granddaughter he never knew he had and struggles between lust and a return behind bars.

story_language: English







Welcome Home, Grandpa

Written by madvlad


	"Reginald Torrance."

	Reg looked up as the bailiff called his name. He slowly rose from his chair in concert with his lawyer and entered the courtroom. It had been twenty five years since he had seen a courtroom - or had worn anything but prison garb during that time, either. But he had been granted conditional parole on the basis that he would be living in an established home. It was part of some psychobabble/New Age/in-touch-with-your-feelings thing that was currently the rage among some criminal rehabilitation specialists.

	Surprisingly, his daughter, Denise, had approved of him living in her house when she was contacted by a social worker. Reg had had no contact with his daughter since he went to prison. His wife, Dorothy, had seen to that when he was put away, but Denise had not tried to reach him once she was of legal age or even after her mother passed away.

	Reg had been a muscle guy on a six-man crew that specialized in high-end breaking and entering - usually businesses and the like. Their last job had taken a bad turn when they found multiple police cruisers and a SWAT team waiting for them as they exited a warehouse with several crates of industrial grade diamonds. 

	A couple of the guys in the crew decided to play Wild West and began firing on the police. When the cops returned fire, Reg's three other crewmates joined in the fun. Reg, who oddly enough was probably the best shot having honed his skills in Viet Nam, wanted no part of gunning down a police officer. And he also knew a hopeless situation when he saw it. So he dropped facedown to the ground and covered his head while the bullets flew.

	When it was over, one cop was dead and another two were wounded. Two of the crew lay dead and the other three were bleeding badly. One would die on the operating table and the other two went to prison for life with no chance of parole - one of them in a wheelchair. With the casualties among the men in blue, there was little sympathy and no leniency for them. As it was clear that Reg had offered no resistance or no return fire, despite carrying two handguns and several spare magazines, he was to be offered a chance at parole twenty-five years into his forty-year sentence.

	In hindsight, Reg figured that Dorothy had ratted them out to the police. She was pretty pissed off at him after she found him having sex on the sofa. Maybe she wouldn't have been quite so angry had he been doing it with Louise Dornmeyer, the hot redhead in the apartment down the hall. But the object of Reg's affections had been their seven year-old daughter, Denise. 

	So here he was, a shade past sixty and his hair completely gray, listening to the judge drone on. He answered the few questions sent his way automatically, having been coached by his lawyer. Most of his attention was trying to locate Denise. It wasn't until she affirmatively replied that she was willingly taking her father into her home. 

	Reg looked over, amazed to see the similarity between Denise and his late wife now that his little girl had long since grown up. Her brown hair was worn differently, but was the same shade as Dorothy's had been. She was certainly dressed nice - not flashy, but in a well-tailored business suit. And there was no mistaking the darker brown eyes. Reg fondly remembered how they had sparkled and how her little nose scrunched up when she and her daddy had their "secret adventures". 

	Reg had begun this with Denise when she was just five, always taking his time and always careful not to hurt her. At first, they were just kisses and caresses in certain places. Then the kisses became longer and the touching moved under the little girl's clothing. Denise was enthralled when her daddy made her shiver between her legs while he used his mouth there. And she was proud to make him cum when he taught her how to use her mouth. 

	Reg was on the small side in the male endowment area, which made him a batter fit for his daughter - quite literally. Just after her seventh birthday, things had proceeded to full blown intercourse with Denise watching him with huge eyes as he came in her newly deflowered cunny. 

	She had decided that this was the best thing yet and was always ready to do it when they were alone. Reg had been concerned the last time because Dorothy would be home soon. But never one to turn down his little girl's offer of some tight, hairless pussy, he figured he had enough time for a quickie. He figured wrong.

	As Denise finished her statement, Reg caught her eye and gave her a small smile. But Denise coolly looked away, staring at the judge with a look that Reg realized had been just as expressionless as her voice had just been. 

	Once the judge declared that everything was in order, Reg left the courtroom with a small bag of his few belongings and the stranger who had once been his daughter. They walked in silence to her car and left the parking garage. As Denise drove downtown, Reg gawked at everything that was vaguely familiar yet so incredibly changed. Sure, television had kept him updated on the music and the styles and all the other stuff, but to see it first-hand made him feel like a space explorer who had just landed on a planet that was one part Earth and two parts alien.

	It wasn't until they were on the highway to Denise's house that he realized that Denise still hadn't spoken to him. For a man who had kept the gang bangers and gay bulls away from him in prison, he suddenly felt rather small and weak. Mentally squaring his shoulders, he decided to try to break the ice.

	"Listen, uh, I appreciate you taking me in like this. Especially since we haven't talked since-."

	"I felt it was something I should do," she replied in the same toneless voice she had used in the courtroom. "I don't have much family left after my worthless husband - now ex-husband - ran off while I was pregnant. Now all I have is just you and Aubrey."

	"Aubrey?" 

	"My daughter."

	"And what's Aubrey like?" Reg said, genuinely pleased to have a grandchild. 

	"Since you will be living with us - under the restrictions of your parole - you'll see her enough to formulate your own impression."

	There it was again - the same aloof manner in her face and voice. Reg wished for any emotion, even if she began screaming at him and cursing him for taking her innocence and leaving she and her mother in the lurch when he went off to prison. But there was nothing.

	"So, what do you do for a living?" he asked, still trying to draw her out.

	"I'm a lawyer."

	"Oh? What kind of lawyer? I'll bet you'd make a good-"

	"Corporate law."

	"That's nice."

	Reg settled back in his seat, giving up on any more conversation.

	"Aubrey, this is your grandfather," Denise said to the small figure crouching behind a loveseat after she had paid the babysitter.

	As Reg watched, a small child emerged. Her dark eyes, a legacy of two previous generations, were large as she regarded her mysterious grandpa. Unlike her mother and grandmother, her shoulder-length hair was dark blonde.

	"Hello, Aubrey! It's nice to finally meet you." Reg said in a friendly voice.

	Aubrey just stared at the man in her mother's living room. 

	"How old are you?" Reg asked, hoping his recent experience with Denise would not repeat itself.

	Aubrey carefully held up all fingers on one hand and her index finger on the other.

	"Six," she said in a voice that was barely above a whisper. 

	"Wow! Six. That's a pretty good age. I remember when your mom was six."

	As he finished speaking, Reg inwardly flinched, wondering how Denise would react to her memories of being with him when she was six. She had enjoyed it then, but now was another story.

	Aubrey fidgeted for a minute and then looked at him with a shy smile.

	"I can dance. You want to see?" she asked.

	"Sure!"

	As Reg sat and watched, Aubrey performed some clumsy ballet suitable for a girl her age. When Reg applauded, that broke the ice and the little girl was soon peppering him with questions and filling him in with details about her own life. Reg had no idea who Polly Pocket was or what the hell a Backyardigan did, but he was quite content to let Aubrey chatter away.

	The phone rang in another room and Denise went to answer it. Ten minutes later, she emerged with her briefcase. She looked at her father with an unsure expression before beckoning him.

	"I've got an emergency meeting at work," she said. "This isn't what I planned, but can you watch Aubrey while I'm away? I can wait and try to get the sitter back."

	"No, no. I can do it."

	Denise gave him that same unfathomable stare before replying coldly.

	"I wonder if I can trust you to keep your dick out of your own granddaughter."

	Without another word, she left.

	Reg had every intention of behaving himself. The last thing he needed was for Denise to report him and get him back in jail. More prison time would be brutal - but prison time as a child molester? Reg didn't want to consider that. 

	Oblivious to any tension between her mommy and her "new" grandpa, Aubrey was delighted to have his undivided attention.

	"Grandpa! Do you want to see my ballet costume?" she asked, delighted when he said he would.

	After a few minutes, Aubrey returned in a leotard, tights, and a filmy skirt. She hopped and twirled, showing him more of her routine. She also piqued his interest by showing him the immature lines of her young figure. Her legs appeared to be quite firm under the white tights. Her chest was flat beneath her pale blue leotard and her tummy looked pretty taut as well. 

	As her skirt twirled, Reg couldn't help but admire the flashes of her tight little but and the tantalizing glimpse of blue-clad cunny bulge between her well-filled white tights. While she was on the thin side, her ass and pussy mound looked deliciously full and round. They would be so juicy and Reg's cock agreed as it came to life. Here he was - four hours out of prison and prancing in front of him was a sweet little ticket back to the Big House.

	"Grandpa!" Do want to see my costume I wore last Halloween?" Aubrey asked, hopping with anticipation.

	"Absolutely."

	Aubrey sped upstairs to her bedroom and returned in a green felt jerkin and a matching hat. Her soft shoes had curled toes and her legs were encased in red and white-striped tights. The hem of the jacket barely covered Aubrey's crotch and the back could not hide all of her gorgeous bottom. The red and white stripes expanded where they were pulled tight over the tempting little globes.

	Desperate for a distraction that would keep his hands off of Aubrey, Reg asked the obvious question.

	"You wanted to dress like one of Santa's elves for Christmas?"

	Aubrey pouted and stared back at Reg defiantly.

	"I like Christmas," she stated emphatically. "And I didn't want to wait 'til then."

	"Well good for you. I'll try to find something to give you for Christmas - even if it is a little late."

	"Yay!" Aubrey cried as she bounced, letting her grandfather get more views of her ass as her top flipped. He even got to see more of her stripe-encased vulva, admiring how her tiny mound made the stripes curve just a bit.

	The two of them talked some more before Aubrey asked him another question. 

	"Grandpa! Do you want to see my business outfit?"

	"You have a business outfit? Well, sure I'd like to see it."

	As Aubrey went upstairs, Reg mused about her coming back in a miniature business suit. He tried to reconcile what Denise must be like with her bubbly daughter versus the coldness which was all he had seen. Obviously, Aubrey was a happy child. What did Denise's laugh sound like as she enjoyed her daughter's antics?

	"Here I am!"

	Reg turned to look, his mouth falling open in disbelief. Aubrey certainly was dressed like a business woman - but nothing like a lawyer. Instead, she was dressed for success in a much older profession.

	A pair of short shorts made out of some shiny gold material clung to Aubrey's crotch and bottom. They were tight enough to let Reg know there were no panties beneath. Aubrey's fat little camel toe displayed an obvious cleft. And wrapping her tit-free torso was an equally skimpy tube top that screamed to be pulled off.

	"Th-that's your business outfit?" Reg rasped.

	"Uh huh," Aubrey said with a grin. "Mommy tells me to wear it when she has business with some men who like little girls like me. I help her get what she wants in the papers they write their names on."

	Reg's head swam as he considered the implications. Denise dressed her daughter like streetwalker to help with negotiations with some pedo clients? Reg had to admit, seeing Aubrey's meager little body in whore's clothing was painfully hot. His dick pushing against his fly and the little girl recognized the bulge.

	"You like me too, Grandpa!" she said, obviously pleased as she stepped closer.

	"Uh, yeah. I...wait, what are you...?"

	Aubrey expertly unzipped his fly and giggled as Reg's erection popped free. She deftly caught it in her hands, rubbing along its length as she covered the head with sweet little feathery kisses. Reg gaped like an idiot while the little girl played with her new toy.

	Aubrey's kisses became licks - long, languid licks while she still stroked him in her small hands. Reg's granddaughter left shiny wet trails with her tiny red tongue as it swept all over. This was no kid with her first penis - certainly not when she sucked the entire helmet-shaped head into her mouth, still sweeping it with her wonderful tongue. 

	"Mmmm," Aubrey hummed as she moved her head down, somehow fitting several inches in her mouth. With her lips gripped firmly around her grandpa's prick, the little girl moved up and down with deliberate movements, sucking tremendously while working her lips and tongue to create a wet heaven around Reg's member. 

	Too many years in prison with only his hand for relief did nothing for Reg's control and he exploded in his granddaughter's mouth. Aubrey swallowed once, but her eyelids fluttered as she struggled to keep pace with the ex-con's surge. When Reg's balls were empty, Aubrey was still gulping.

	"How long have you've been sucking cock?" Reg asked.

	"Mumf glgg."

	"Don't talk with your mouth full, Sweetie."

	Aubrey swallowed a few more times before giving her grandfather a sweet, innocent smile.

	"I started sucking when I was three," she said proudly.

	"I'll bet that makes the men happy."

	"Uh huh, but I can't tell anyone else 'cause Mommy says it's a trade secret. But you're my grandpa so I can tell you."

	"Absolutely, Sugar," Reg said as he lifted his sweet little slut onto his lap. 

	Aubrey reached for a juice box she had been drinking from and sucked it dry like she had done with Reg. Snuggling against the man, she sighed happily as Reg rubbed her bare leg. Her childish flesh was soft beneath her silky skin but the underlying muscle was well-toned from her love of dancing. Reg's hand moved up, cupping a small buttock. 

	Reaching with his other hand, he covered the six year-old's ass with both of them. It was so round and squeezable that he couldn't resist. Aubrey laughed as her bottom was kneaded and she slithered up her grandfather's chest until her face met his. Without a word, they kissed, with Aubrey opening her mouth for him to take.

	Reg tasted sweet berry juice as his tongue slid into the child's mouth. Aubrey's tongue met his and they danced as Reg manhandled her buttocks. When he tried to slip a finger inside her shorts, he found them too tight.

	Aubrey knew what her grandpa was trying to do and broke the kiss, leaning back so he could let his eyes roam over her body. Her tummy was as tight as Reg had thought when he first saw her in her leotard. He tickled her belly button, drawing a happy shriek from Aubrey. Leading with one finger, he slid his hand under the front of her stretchy tube top. Aubrey raised her arms over her head as Reg pushed her top up. She offered no resistance as he pulled it off her, leaving her completely bare above her nearly painted-on shorts. 

	The little girl sighed and wriggled as the tiny pink dots on her chest were rubbed by Reg's thick fingers. 

	"I love your tits," Reg rumbled.

	With a pleased smile, Aubrey thrust her undeveloped chest out, offering her nipples to her grandfather, who hungrily attacked her left one with his mouth. Aubrey squeaked in surprise as none of the men her mommy brought home ever did much more than tweak her there a little until they stiffened. Her right nippie responded along with the left one as Reg worked it over with his lips and tongue. When he caught it in his front teeth, she moaned and wriggled her hips until Reg captured her ass in his hands again. 

	"Ah!" the child whispered as her chest was sucked and her ass squeezed simultaneously. She wrapped her arms around Reg's head, gripping him even when he shifted to her other side and feasted on her other nipple.

	Once he was satisfied with the six year-old's chest, he straightened up and looked at his granddaughter. He damn well knew that Denise couldn't make any trouble with him since she was pimping her own daughter. Aubrey's torso looked so sexy with her spit-soaked, stiffened nipples, but he wanted to see her with her shorts off.

	But Aubrey noticed his re-hardened prick and tried to bump her hips forward to bring her crotch to it. With her ass trapped in his hands, Reg controlled her but brought her closer and moved her up and down. Aubrey mewled as her pussy rubbed the shaft through the thin fabric of her shiny shorts. She knew her mommy always made her wait longer so the men would give in to what her mommy wanted in those papers, but her grandpa was making her feel so good.

	When she hooked her thumbs into the waist of her shorts, Reg pulled at the seat, helping her slide out of her last bit of clothing. As her bald little pussy came into view, it looked so soft and cuddly, the plump labia damp with arousal from Reg's molestation of her. 

	"Let's go to your bedroom," Reg croaked, receiving an affirmative nod from Aubrey.

	He followed the girl upstairs, keeping pace so that her rear end was at eye level as they climbed the steps. Watching those little buns flex and bunch as Aubrey's little legs worked the grownup-sized stairs made Reg consider drilling her ass. He had never had the chance to do Denise this way.

	Aubrey's bedroom was done primarily in pink and her bed was festooned with a small menagerie of stuffed animals. The little girl hopped up and turned to look at Reg.

	"Aubrey, how would you like me to put my penis in you another way?"

	"In my bottom?" she asked calmly, surprising Reg.

	"You've...the men have done that to you?"

	"Uh huh, sometimes if there's something real 'portant that Mommy wants. I could do that when I was littler - only five."

	Aubrey reached over to her night table and pulled a tube of Vaseline from the drawer. She unscrewed the lid and began to rub some of it on her grandfather's prick.

	"I put this on your penis so you can put it in my butt," she lectured knowingly. "I like your penis 'cause it's not very big."

	"Uh, thanks," Reg replied, never expecting to be complimented on that attribute.

	"One man had a really big one and it hurt but I was a big girl and didn't cry. He's a senneeder."

	"Senneeder?"

	"Yeah, he lives in Washington and makes a lot of rules."

	It took a moment, but it finally registered with Reg. So a United States Senator was buggering a six year-old girl. Treating her like a taxpayer was more like it. He was wondering which one it might be when Aubrey got to her hands and knees on her bed and waggled her butt at him. The twin rolls of flesh of her smooth vulva, pressed close together, provided more temptation, but Reg could only plug one hole at a time.

	Reg gave Aubrey's cheeks another brief rubdown before pressing his dick against the small pucker of her anus. As he pushed, Aubrey strained and flexed her ass muscles, working the tight ring of her sphincter and nearly making it gobble Reg's member as it penetrated her.

	As more length sank into her, Aubrey let out a sharp grunt. Reg paused, afraid he had hurt her, but Aubrey pushed back at him, silently demanding more. He pushed some more, feeling the little girl's anus churn as he sank deeper until he finally had his granddaughter's ass filled with his cock.

	With careful movements, he pulled out and pushed in, feeling the throbbing heat of the six year-old's rectum. The tiny cavity felt plush as it enveloped his prick. When Aubrey rotated her hips in small circles, it seemed to make her tissues twist and slide around his meat like she was trying to wring the cum from him. Aubrey kept this up as her grandpa skewered her ass again and again, making her innards greasy with Vaseline.

	Soon, Reg was able to go harder and faster, making his granddaughter respond with sharp "ah's" every time he drove his prick home. His balls punctuated each thrust with a slap against her damp pussy. Feeling how aroused her childish sex was made Reg move closer to climax. He made sure he was all the way inside of Aubrey's ass when he let go, sending streams of his jism to further coat her guts.

	His withdrawal produced a stream of goo from the little girl's ass, but Aubrey took it in stride, pulling a box of wipes from the same drawer where the Vaseline was. Graciously, Reg took some and cleaned her, giving her quim some extra rubbing as he did so. Then Aubrey turned around and cleaned her grandpa's cock with more wipes. Staring into his eyes, she licked the dick with the same slow strokes she had used before but going further down his shaft this time.

	Reg was amazed at how quickly he responded to his granddaughter's oral touches. He thought the days of rapid-fire sex were well behind him, but here was his prick proving him wrong. Just as Aubrey started leaning forward with her mouth open, he spoke.

	"Actually, I was thinking of a different place."

	Aubrey closed her mouth and looked a little disappointed. Clearly, she was looking forward to another stiff mouthful.

	"Mommy says I can't use my bottom more than once a day so I don't hurt."

	"What about your pussy?"

	"My...oh!"

	Aubrey looked genuinely shocked as she regarded her wet little mons. She looked at Reg and shook her head.

	"Mommy says there's a cherry in there that goes pop if a man puts his penis in there. She said it's gotta be something special when a man puts his penis in there. I think it's scary having something pop."

	"It only happens the first time. And what could be more special than getting this as a present from your grandfather?"

	Aubrey's face lit up. Although she couldn't talk about her "business" with her friends and classmates, something told her that not very many of them got their grandpa's penis in their cunnies for Christmas - even if hers was going to be a little late. But Reg had another surprise for her. Spreading her legs, he rolled her backwards until she was on her back. As he bent down, Aubrey knew where his mouth was going.

	Some of the other men had done that, but none of them licked as long and as hard as her grandpa did. She was getting awfully wet down there and those funny shivers between her legs got larger as time went on. Mommy said that when girls' shivers get big enough, they turn into a cum. None of the men had ever made her cum, but she just knew her nice grandpa was going to make it happen.

	Reg didn't disappoint her. And frankly, he could hardly get enough of his granddaughter's delectable nectar as he munched on her bald little muffin. Her breathing became more ragged and her freshly plowed ass was grinding on the bed.

	He heard a small squeak before her high voice trailed off to an even higher pitch than he could hear. Her entire body quivered as she climaxed, sending more juices into the suction of Reg's mouth.

	"Was that cum?" she asked weakly.

	"Darn right it was," said Reg as he lined his cock up to the soaked mound between his granddaughter's little thighs. 

	He pushed in, making Aubrey's fleshy folds open as he reached her entrance. Experience had taught him with Denise that a small cunt was always easiest to enter just after an orgasm. But Aubrey twisted and reached toward the row of toy animals lined up against the wall.

	"I want Snowflake," she said, pointing to a white bear wearing a red bow around its next, just beyond her reach.

	Reg plucked Snowflake from the bed and handed it to Aubrey, who clutched it to her chest. With his prick head waiting, Reg looked down at the little girl, holding a teddy bear while she waited with wide eyes for her grandfather to break open her virgin cuntlet. 

	Like removing an adhesive bandage, Reg knew the best way to pop a cherry was to give it a hard shove instead of prolonging it. Jerking forward, he felt the six year-old's membrane resist for only a moment before tearing. Aubrey wailed as she was taken before burying her face in Snowflake's fur. 

	"Sh, that's okay," Reg soothed. "You were a brave girl."

	Sniffling, Aubrey nodded, feeling the sting of her deflowering fading. When Reg asked if she was ready for him to move again, she nodded again, squeezing Snowflake in her arms. 

	Reg was careful, slowly pressing into the child as her tiny sheath spread and clasped around his member. When he reached the end, he had about half of his length inside of her. He pulled back and moved forward again, making Aubrey flinch at first before relaxing when the expected pain didn't reappear. On the third slow penetration, Aubrey let go of her bear, letting it roll on to the bed as she pressed her hands against her pubis. 

	Her mouth opened in a large "O" as she could feel the motion of her grandfather's stiff cock sliding into her with her hands. Of course, she also felt him with her taut cunny, but sensing him both ways made the child's head swim. Her pussy convulsed at the reaction, giving Reg an extra treat. 

	Her cuntlet was like a slippery vice, grabbing at him while lubricating madly. Aubrey lifted her head, staring at how different her dainty mound looked with a hard adult cock in it. 

	Reg gave her a few more strokes, loving how he could feel the pressure of her hands. But he wanted to see this little girl a little better as he bored into her, so taking her by the waist, he rolled sideways and then onto his back. Aubrey was confused by the sudden movement until she realized she was on top of her grandfather, riding up and down on his cock while he held her. Digging her feet into the bunched up blanket, Aubrey used her legs to help as she bounced up and down, stuffing her six year-old cunt with the old man's prick.

	Reg tried to brush his thumbs over Aubrey's nipples as he held her waist, but they were  just out of reach. But Aubrey knew what he wanted and toyed with herself. At Reg's urging, she pinched them and tugged on them, making them hard as her twat gave a lurch. This excited the child even more and much farther beyond her years. She moved faster with her legs while twisting and tugging at her nipples, mumbling incoherently as that mysterious thing called a cum came swooping in to take her for another ride. 

	It was perfect timing as Reg watched his little granddaughter writhing on his cock. He opened up again, filling her immature womb with gobs of incestuous sperm. Both of them panted in unison until they could control themselves.

	From behind them came a slow clapping. Reg saw Denise standing there and readied himself for a very nasty confrontation. But now he knew her secrets, too. 

	Aubrey spun partially on Reg's erection and smiled at her mother.

	"Mommy! Grandpa gave me a cum and look what I did!" Aubrey cried as she proudly pointed to the cock jammed between the swollen labia of her tiny snatch.

	"Isn't he a wonderful grandpa?" her mother replied. 

	Reg was surprised by the warmth in her voice. Then he saw her eyes; the earlier coldness replaced by mirth. Leaning down, she picked up the two bottles of beer she had set on the floor while watching her father and daughter copulate. She walked over and handed one to Reg as she tousled Aubrey's hair.

	"Sorry for how I acted earlier, but I couldn't risk anyone in court suspecting something odd. And besides, I wanted Aubrey to be a surprise."

	"Oh, she surprised me all right," Reg agreed.

	Denise laughed harder than expected at his little joke, making Reg look at her quizzically.

	"What is it?" he asked his daughter.

	"For a brief moment when I left earlier, I was actually worried that I really could trust you to keep your dick out of your granddaughter."

	

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